Raid

#Raid

Off / On, a simple switch, but a switch to what, I hear you ask. If you study one of my recent posts portraying one of my fathers prised sheds at the bottom of the garden you will discover that the little red, white and blue wires lead to a speaker above its door. What is this speaker you ask, what is it for? what does it do? Well, many have asked the same questions, and many have discovered when they least expect it.

This speaker is the indulgence of Prince’s sadistic humour, a heart stopper, a warning least expected nor needed, except for the entertainment of one individuals boredom. Placed at the entrance of his palace at the foot of his kingdom, this switch is aimed only at those who dare unknowingly.

Redundant for most of its duration on the wall, only on show to quiz its onlooker, this speaker is an alarm, and when tripped you will hear its sound echo right through the valley, and for those who are unfortunate enough to bare its blast will hear its ringing sound for some time after.

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A concept hatched as a result of my Artist Residency in the Diffusion Festival 2015, PrinceStreet began as an online extension to my first publication, Prince. But what started as short series of blogs documenting my father and his eccentricities soon become a more personal and visual study, which explores ideas of fatherhood, relationships, life, and the choices we make along the way.